Chapter 8: Anarhan's Birthday Present
Looking at the more and more outrageous replies, Lin Peng shook his head helplessly. With a casual movement of his finger, he happened to open the homepage of the user with the nickname "Don't want to get up" and wanted birthday wishes.
"Huh? This is actually a die-hard fan of mine..."
An accidental move made him surprised to find that the Weibo content of this "don't want to get up" was all related to Li Ziyue.
"It's a bit emo today, but it's good to have the idol's "Flowing Summer" to accompany ....."
"I was scolded by the leader at work... Let's listen to nursery rhymes... Move, move, move... Don't listen to slow songs for those who are sad..."
"Today is the eighteenth birthday of this fairy, and it seems that I want to sign all the albums of idols! Ahhh @æšćæ! â
Lin Peng flipped through a few dynamics again, and after confirming that the other party was really his 24k old fan, he checked her information column again.
It was found that she was not lying, and the date of birth indicated on the message box was June 3, 1992, which happened to be her birthday.
"Obviously I was born in '92, but I have to say that I just reached the age of eighteen. Is the girl stubborn at the end? â
Lin Peng smiled slightly, and complained that this fan was very persistent at the age of eighteen, so he sent her a private message.
Then I edited a birthday greeting and posted it on my homepage, and I didn't forget @Don't want to get up.
"It's not early, it's time to go to bed."
It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and Lin Peng suddenly remembered that a staff member had informed him that he would go to put on makeup at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, so he immediately put down his mobile phone and went into the bathroom to wash.
......
At the same time, in a high-end apartment thousands of miles away, a beautiful woman with an exotic appearance in a tulle lace pajamas was lying on the bed holding her mobile phone in both hands, and she was angry with Mu Ziyue's black powder.
"I'm so angry, I dare to say that my idol is ugly, so I don't dare to show my face!! Mu Ziyue is a male god in my mind, and you are not allowed to slander! â
The slender jade finger turned into an afterimage and tapped on the phone, as Mu Ziyue's ten-year-old fan, she did not allow anyone to slander her idol.
Dingdingding......
Just as she was about to send out the rebuttal, suddenly the mobile phone in her hand popped up like a virus, and it didn't stop until the Weibo interface was stuck.
"Huh? Why are there so many private messages all of a sudden? Could it be that my trumpet has been exposed? â
After waiting for Weibo to return to normal, Analhan found that he had more 99+ private messages, and secretly said something bad in his heart.
As a female star, in order to be able to surf the Internet normally and express her opinions as she wants, she has opened a lot of trumpets. But because he was confused for a while, he accidentally showed his feet, and was discovered and exposed by sharp-eyed fans.
The trumpet she is using now is the only one she has not been discovered by netizens so far.
Don't... Are you going to open a trumpet again?
Analhan depressedly opened a private message, wanting to see how these people found out about her trumpet, but the content that appeared in front of her surprised her, and even jumped up on the bed excitedly, dancing.
"Ahhhh
The happiness falling from the sky slowly eased, and Anarhan, in order to avoid seeing it wrong, tried to suppress the excitement in his heart, and held his breath to focus his eyes on the phone screen again.
"Wow, I was actually blessed by the moon god himself, happy birthday, 30-year-old old sister who has only passed eighteen birthdays!"
"Wow, the old sister of Guanghan Palace, you were actually flopped by the Moon God, it's really enviable (crying)!"
â......â
Looking at more and more private messages, there are blessings, envy, jealousy, curses...
Anarhan's expression management failed, and he instinctively showed a happy expression, then took a deep breath and clicked on Mu Ziyue's avatar in her attention bar to enter his homepage.
"Happy birthday (cake)! My old fan @ don't want to sleep. It's not easy to celebrate your 18th birthday at the age of 30... Good luck with ......."
"Yikes! It's good to know that I'm 30 years old, why bother by naming me. So angry! But... I can't get angry, but I'm happier..."
Anarhan pursed her seductive red lips, moved by how carefully her idol had checked her profile.
Although his real age was pointed out, he also received a ridiculous blessing from a group of fans who are also Mu Ziyue.
Thinking that so many people knew that they were still pretending to be an 18-year-old girl, they should be angry with Mu Ziyue. The smile on Reba's face had betrayed her.
Her idol personally sent her birthday wishes, which was the happiest and most memorable birthday gift she has received over the years.
"It would be nice if I could see Mu Ziyue in reality~"
......
June in S City was cloudy and rainy, it seemed to be to reward Lin Peng for being able to get up early, although it was a little cloudy today, but it gave enough face and there was no rain.
Under the guidance of the staff, Lin Peng put on his headset and came to the SUV prepared for their guests in advance. Because the Taohuawu show requires the guests to drive to the filming site by themselves.
The staff arranged fifteen guests to work in groups of four or three, while the other guests in Lin Peng's group all stayed in different hotels, compared to the other three guests, he was a local and was very familiar with the road conditions in S City. So the matter of being in charge of picking up people fell on his head.
"Brother Lin, don't be nervous. Celebrities are just like ordinary people, you just treat them as new friends. â
The staff next to Lin Peng saw that he was studying map navigation, thinking that he was a little nervous about recording the show for the first time, so they kindly comforted him.
"Thank you, I just looked at today's limit number, don't just get out of the hotel and be stopped by the traffic police."
"Uh..."
After saying goodbye to the staff, Lin Peng quickly came to the Chanes Hotel as planned. At this time, there was already a guest and two staff members waiting at the door.
"Hello, my name is Li Jing! Dude, you're in good shape. After going to Taohuawu, we practiced together. â
"Haha, yes! My name is Lin Peng. I watched your game, one word cowhide! â
Although the staff sent the information of each guest to Lin Peng in advance yesterday, he happened to be scrolling through Weibo, so he didn't bother to read it.
So... He didn't know that the first guest he received was sports champion Li Jing.
Now I see the sports celebrity Li Jing sitting in his co-pilot, with a hearty and optimistic image. Lin Peng also laughed heartily, raised his arm and high-fived Li Jing, completing the agreement between the men.
"Haha, this doesn't seem to be broadcast. By the way, have you had breakfast? I have steamed buns here. â
Seeing that Lin Peng had such a bold personality, Li Jing laughed, took out a food bag from his pocket, and took out a small steamed bun and asked.
"I had eaten it before I came. If you can't finish eating, you can wait for us to pick up the other two guests, and you can give them food. â
Lin Peng shook his head and drove the SUV on the way to the other two guest hotels.
Both are Northeast men, and the age difference between the two is not much, and they quickly found a topic for chat after getting acquainted.
There was talk and laughter along the way, and before I knew it, I came to the second destination. When the last two guests carry their luggage into the car, they take their seats in the car.
Lin Peng's group of guests also began to march to Taohuawu.